Aren't You Glad I Didn't Say Banana?

Oh, wait, that's orange. Orange-you glad I didn't say orange. Never mind.

It's nice to know that I'm not alone in my banana-hate. It sure looks to me like everyone in the world is a banana-lover, at least in my school lunchroom.

Enough of that foolishness. I was so caught up in the political scandal yesterday -- he hasn't resigned yet, as of 10.00 this morning -- that I forgot to tell you that I was having a conversation with the SCM yesterday, and I said something about finding something unexpected when I looked through my papers for taxes, and then I remembered, and I thanked him for his Christmas gift card and he was fine with it all, and today I brought him in his gift. So that case is closed, at least.

I have a busy afternoon ahead of me after school today. The very moment I get home, I have to drive K to R's, where she will then borrow R's car and go to her class tonight. (The college is in the town R lives in.) Once I leave her there, I will be offspring-less until they return from their trip on Tuesday. (Well. They'll still exist of course, but not in front of my face.) K will stay tonight at R's and tomorrow they will journey to the airport at some point and then get on a big plane and fly over the ocean and go to stay in other countries where they don't speak English and the food is all different and they have to sleep in hotels. Oh, I'm being silly; all of this is wonderful, except for the flying over the ocean part. That part sucks, at least for the mommy left behind. I hope I don't do that staying up all night thing tomorrow night, since I have to go to work Friday, but I think I'll be better knowing that neither one of them is traveling anywhere alone, and they're together. Either that or I'll be a complete wreck because they're traveling together, so if the plane goes down, I lose both of them. Oh, sorry, the insanity is taking over again. Let me make a few adjustments.

Ahem. Ahem. Oh yes, I'm fine now.

I also need to pick up some groceries after I drop her off, and then the Hubs has to leave his car at the mechanic's on his way home and I have to pick him up there. I actually had the foresight to take some fish out of the freezer to have for dinner tonight, which I never ever do. Oh, and I have to go to the cleaners, and to pick up a prescription at the pharmacy next door. Looks like I'll be busy for awhile.

(See what happens when you got to lunch? Governors resign and everything.)

Okay, more later, perhaps. I have to try a new feature on Google Documents and see if I can just publish this to my diary right now.

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An experiment that failed, both at work and at home. Not a useful feature of Google Documents for me.

So now I'm home, and I did all that stuff and I even ate dinner and it's a little before six. I'm expecting a call from the Hubs any minute to pick him up at the garage, or else he'll forget, come home, see both cars on the street, and then we'll go together whenever he's ready. Yes, I do lead a fascinating life.

So this was like a whole entry about nothing. I'm going to post it now before more nothing gets written about.


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